Midnight Snacks

A poem

You creep in slowly allowing the dim light to guide your swollen feet,

to the subtle buzz of the fridge.

Widening eyes scan the table,

spot an orange and swiftly grab it,

with a bashful grin, you ask

Can you cut this for me?



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Anaya Nosso

I help people heal with through poetry, personal growth and creativity tips. I’m open to writing opportunities! Contact me at ayanaosson@gmail.com.